Chapter 1:Mail

I don't own any of the characters from vampire knight, only my characters.

Today was rather a boring day. I got my report card and learned I was failing four out of five of my classes.

Great...I was so not showing my parents this. I didn't need to get grounded it being close to. Christmas and what not. I mean sure, it was only late September but still I didn't wanna get Grounded. My parents had already forgotten my birthday and I was hoping that Christmas wouldn't be next.

You see, im the youngest in my family as far as sisters go. I have my older sister kayla, which really isn't even that much older, only by a month because of my mothers weird pregnancy. My older brother cameron who's seven-teen, my other older brother martel who's six-teen, my younger brother zachary who's nine and jarod who's five. Me and kayla are now fifth-teen. Yes, I know I have a big family...but it's also a messed up one.

My mother is always stressed out and on drugs and my father is an abusive achoholic. Mom had cameron the oldest when she was only six-teen and her parents kicked her out. My father makes a living selling drugs while my mom is a hooker on the streets. I bet you think that we live in a run-down apartment complex too huh? Well guess wrong. They may make their money in a bad way but it pay's real well.

We live in a big ass house and we all have our own rooms except for me and kayla because we are practically twins and were real close. Only difference is that she, cameron, zach and jarod go to the best private school in L.A. While me and martel on the other hand go to a public school that sucks worse then bad milk. You can say that me and him are the one's blamed for everything and we always get the beating's even when our parents know that we didn't do it.

So yes, my life suck's and I was just waiting for something...anything good to happen. Any excuse for me to get away from here. Luckily...that day was today.

So I was walking home by myself while my brother was getting in a fight with some Mexicans...typical Thursday. I walked down endless streets and finally came upon the nice, rich neighbor hood that we shouldn't even live in. I walked down the street until I reached my house and went up to the door. I pulled out my key and unlocked it walking inside.

"Im home!",I yelled as I walked in the living room after shutting the door. The boy's were playing halo on x-box and I could see that cameron was cheating...again."Hey, where's sissy at?",I asked.

"In your room reading a fucking book again",cameron replied not looking away from the television. I sighed and walked upstairs to our room and opened the door to see her reading on her bed. You could clearly tell our parts apart. Her side had red and back walls while mine was purple and blue. Yet my side was much louder than her sides, ironic to the colors.

"Hey, I failed my classes...again",I said throwing my bag on the floor and jumping on her bed. She looked up form her book and frowned at me like so many times before.

"I thought you said you were trying to get better this year?",she asked.

"I did try. But what's the point when your parents don't care about you because you're a screw up anyway's?",I asked smiling as normal like this didn't actually hurt me inside at all.

"Are you going to show them?",she asked.

I gave her a 'does it look like I will?' look and she nodded."Oh, there's a letter on your desk from some school I japan",she said sitting up. My eye's widened and I ran over to my desk, grabbed the letter then jumped right next to her again. I ripped the letter open and un-folded the paper. I then looked at her biting my lip.

"Can you read it?",I asked. She smiled and toke the letter from me. I'd been waiting to get a reply back. I was online two month's ago and found this transfer student program that I could go to. So I faked my parents permission and signed up right away. I made it in japan because one, it was really far away and two, I always wanted to go to japan.

"Okay, listen closely so I don't have to re-read it. Dear Krystal Miles, we have seen your transcript and read your letter and have found the perfect school for you to go to. You will be going to Cross Academy for your junior year of high school. We have already contacted your school and have payed for your airline ticket. You will leave on the morning of September thirtieth and have the headmaster of the school meet you at the airport of which you will land. The transfer program",she ended.

I was grinning big and jumped up off the bed and headed to my closet."What are you doing?",she asked.

"Packing. Im leaving tomorrow so I need to pack tonight",I said pulling out a big sports bag and deciding what to take with me.

"How are you going to get to the airport?",she asked.

"I'll tell mom and dad im leaving and you know they won't care",I said looking back at her. She pulled a ticket from the paper I'd torn and looked at it.

"Your flight leave's at ten sis, so you need to be there by nine-thirty at least",she said.

"Alright, what do you think our brother's will say?",I asked curious.

"Jarod will miss you, so will zach and martel will be depressed. Cameron won't really care because he pretends that you don't exist when he loves you and I will be suicidal",she said.

"Don't even say that. I will still write you and its only for a year. I promise to come back at Christmas break",I said packing some clothes.

"Still, it's a long time",she said. I sighed. This was not going to go well with her at all. I believed every word she said but her suicide thing was no thing to play with. I didn't want to leave her but this was something I couldn't pass up.

Later..

So when mom and dad got home they went up to their room...well mom and this guy went up to her room while dad got folded. If there was any better time to say it, it was now.

I walked up to their room and just opened the door. Wether I knocked or not my parents wouldn't stop what ever they were doing. So when I walked in I saw what wasn't anything new. Mom under some dude on the bed all naked and moaning like the whore she'd become and dad watching almost completely folded in a chair.

"Hey dad, I got a letter today to go to a school in japan for a year is that okay? My flight leaves tomorrow morning and I need a ride there",I said walking up to him but careful to not get to close.

"What's cha talkin bout bitch?",he asked,"What school would want ya sory whorish ass?"

"This school in japan. So will you drive me there or not?",I asked.

"What eva whore",he replied before taking another smoke. I smiled and walked out and shut their door only to find everyone waiting for me.

"So?",martel asked. He must've just got home.

"Yeah, im leaving",I said smiling still. Most frowned but cameron just glared and walked away.

"So your just going to leave us here?",martel asked sounding mad.

"Yeah, im leaving. I'll be back for Christmas break and then I go back until summer vacation. Deal with it. I need a break from this and im getting it",I said walking past them. Little did they know I was frowning but they couldn't see.

Next day

We were in the airport now. Dad drove me and kayla there and he was waiting in the car outside for her. Martel didn't wanna see me go, cameron said he didn't wanna waste his time and the other two were too young to be here. We were currently waiting by my gate and just waiting for them to board us so I could leave.

Me and her hadn't talked since last night and frankly I liked it that way. All she had to do was say she didn't want me to go and I'd stay in a heartbeat. But she didn't know what to say..I didn't know what to say.

"All flight's to japan please board now",we heard on the over com. I watched as people started to board and I looked at her and could've died. She was crying but smiling at me. I frowned and swallowed so I wouldn't cry. I hugged her tight for a moment and thought that it was going to be a long plane ride. I let her go and wiped some tears away before picking up my bags and started to go in line. I gave the women my ticket and looked back to smile at my sister before I walked on board. It was a first class flight so I was very comfortable but it was awkward. I was a teenager in skinny jeans and a black camisole with some converse on in first class. That wasn't exactly normal. So as the plane started to go off I looked out the window and said goodbye to my hell.